May 2003 Archives

Over the next few days and weeks, Patsy and I will be working to make this blog a little more user-friendly and accessible for everyone. The way its intended to work and the way we want to use it are not quite the same but I think we can adapt it so that most can follow along a bit easier and hopefully, participate. Ideas and comments are welcome and appreciated.

Happy Birthday Duncan and Nikki! Duncan would be 21 today and Nikki would be 19. When we were looking for a second puppy to play with Duncan and keep him company, we saw in the paper that a litter was born on the same day (May 17) as him so we thought that would be neat. We called and told them we were coming over. One puppy with a yellow collar had just been put back in the pen after getting out. He thought he was punished and didn't face us when we approached. That was Nikki and we fell in love with him instantly. Picture. We still miss them both

Apparently so! Love you all and hope all those mom in our family had great mother's days. Mine was spent at the lake camping with mom, dad, tracy and my boys. Great time! Cole loved the tent. Guess he doesn't remember last summer...

Here's my first try. I don't even know if I'm posting in the right place!

Happy 22nd, Love!

Love,

Rob

Dear Family, You all have the ability to reply to an existing message, but if any of you would like me to set up an account for you that gives you the ability to post a new message (like if you want to start a new conversational thread), please e-mail me. Thanks!

Anyone remember where they were 25 years ago today? On this day in 1978, the most famous of the all-too-common-now New Orleans floods occurred. I was working that day at United Auto Supply with my future spouse (The Laurendine of Laurendine Blog fame). I got off early that day. You can read the rest on the CrabAppleLane Blog.

What about you?

Tis Friday, folks. Where's the action? Where's the beef? Kind of quiet here. Anyone doing Jazzfest this weekend? Did it a couple of times back in the 70's or very early 80's. I remember the heat, the long lines for everything but beer, and the mud, the mud, the mud. Have vowed to never return. Not wild about most of the music either. I am in a very distinct minority, however. About half a million people will take in at least one day.